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Tweak says, "i less than three you"

notethestripes (ex_notethest397) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-05-09 01:01:00

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active, day eight, ianto jones, jack harkness

WHO: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones
WHEN: Early morning; Day Eight
WHAT: There's an amusement park. Yes, it's day two. But he's still excited.
WHERE: Ianto's Room
RATING: Jack!rating
STATUS: Incomplete

There hadn't been much time to explore the amusement park the day before, he'd seen the roller coasters and everything else, but the conversation with Rose had taken priority. But he had meant what he'd said, that Ianto did need to meet the Doctor and Rose and see if that... fixed things. It was time Ianto saw the other parts of his life, particularly those parts that were the biggest and (at times) most important.

What better place than the amusement park? Jack would get Rose and the Doctor later (having no way of knowing that the Doctor was gone) -- but first off was Ianto. Rising before Ianto could bring him his morning coffee, Jack slipped out of his room and down the hall, entering Ianto's room without knocking. Knocking would spoil the surprise.

Stealthily, Jack leapt onto the bed, straddling Ianto and grinned like an idiot when he landed. "Rise and shine!" Jack said with a giddiness that would rival a child's on Christmas morning. "We're going to the amusement park."

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ex_notethest397
2009-05-28 09:32 pm UTC (link)

But for Jack, he was used to this. Ianto was one of the few people he could drop the 'hero' walls around and just feel, let himself go and let someoneelse be in the seat of control. No wonder why he was more than content to find himself pinned to the mattress, particularly if he was going to be kissed like this. Ianto may have sworn he wanted to be 'courted', but the way Ianto kissed said otherwise. These were not at all hesitant kisses, but kisses from a man who knew what he wanted.

Which made Jack oh so happy.

Jack tilted his head back, exposing his neck to each of Ianto's kisses. There wasn't a place in the world Jack would rather be than right here. Jack struggled against Ianto, trying to move one hand towards his trousers and failing miserably from his position beneath. All he could do was rock, his trousers uncomfortably tight against his straining erection. So close, and Ianto had barely touched him -- it was almost embarrassing.

"Ianto," Jack said in the same tone, arching up against the other man. "Want your touch."

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notjusteyecandy
2009-05-28 09:48 pm UTC (link)

He didn't think. He moved-- he breathed-- Jack. His senses were filled with the other man, with his fifty-first century pheromones and his cocky smile and the look of pure ecstasy on his perfect lips. And oh God, the way those lips could beg. Somehow, Ianto knew deep down how much Jack meant it. The way Jack had pronounced his name... no one had ever said it like that before. The feelings imbued in that one word were too complex to analyze.

He was more than happy to oblige the other man's request. Letting go of one of Jack's wrists, he slid his hand along Jacks' beautifully muscled torso. Even as he fumbled one-handed with Jack's fly (and for a brief moment wondered whether his father, looking on from the afterlife, would be more disappointed that Ianto was in flagrante delicto with another man, or that he wasn't deft enough to get his trousers open on the first try), Ianto caught Jack's lips between his teeth, biting perhaps harder than just in play. His eyes were wide open now, locked with Jack's, as he finally succeeded and slid his palm flat against Jack's shaft. So hard. So beautifully hard, just for him.

"Say my name again," Ianto said, voice guttural. "Jack. I..." Fingers enclosed Jack's cock, beginning a slow, strong rhythm in time with the movement of Ianto thrusts against Jack's hip.

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ex_notethest397
2009-05-28 09:59 pm UTC (link)

Thinking was far beyond Jack right now, he was moving by feel and want, his body demanding everything from Ianto. So long denied, he wasn't about to let Ianto go anytime soon. His body craved the other man and now that they were so close, those Welsh vowels washing over his body like a second skin, he was loathe to move or let him go. When one hand was released, Jack took the opportunity to thread his fingers through Ianto's short hair.

Oh god. Jack knew the gutteral moan that poured from his mouth was a result of Ianto's hand around his cock. If there had been any hope of coming out of the encounter with some dignity, it had gone out the window. Jack just needed Ianto and at this point -- body won over mind. Definitely won over mind. Jack's hips lifted, pressing into Ianto's hand as he sought some sort of relief. Jack's lips found Ianto's once more, groaning again as his lip was bitten. Even through the momentary pain, there was pleasure. His eyes locked on Ianto's crystal blue ones, saying everything he couldn't say in his gaze.

"Ianto," Jack breathed again, the words whispered against the other man's lips. "Jones, Ianto Jones." Jack's hips worked, finding the rhythm and knowing he was desperately close to the precipice and nothing was going to stop him from hurtling over.

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	notjusteyecandy 2009-05-28 10:07 pm UTC (link)
	The gaze and the voice combined in a sensory overload more meaningful than pure physicality, and Ianto lost control, crying out against Jack's perfect lips as his orgasm slammed into him, buffeting him against Jack's taut form. His hand spasmed around Jack's cock stroking hard even as he lost himself in sensation. In the pure Jackness of the situation. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_notethest397 2009-05-28 10:14 pm UTC (link)
	The lack of sex in the past few days (which, really, was strange for Jack) left him quick to find his release. But with Ianto coming so soon, Jack didn't feel as if his manhood was at all in question. The hand clenching a round his cock was enough to drive Jack over the edge, Ianto's name on his lips as he found his release, spilling onto Ianto's hand. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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